My ears hear not the summer birds In everlasting prayer My breath has not the sweetness Of heather-scented air The wind unnoticed scurried across a wrinkle on my face Even ice self frosted Cannot see the beauty of this place When at a startling moment In a sunset ridden sky Your face appeared to me And softly smiled a sad goodbye Fading swiftly as it came As if by hand unknown I stared and stared in vain And found myself once more alone Unfettered now I gaze Upon night's approaching hue As though my change Could bribe from Heaven Another glimpse of you But no, no lovely shadow there No fleeting silhouette And back I stroll Across the moor My love elusive yet